The Villainess Enjoys Her Seventh Life as a Free-Spirited Bride (hostage) in a Former Enemy Country - Chapter 63.2
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Chapter 63.2

Kyle was royalty, but he was a man of respect for other people in various capacities.

Both to Kyles servants and to the knights who protected him. To his own people, to the old, and even to children much younger than himself.

So youre our Esteemed Doctors apprentice? Ive heard from him that youre a promising pharmacist.

In her life as a pharmacist, he pushed his sickly body to come to the port to pick her up.

I never imagined that Michele would take a student. Im sorry for your hardships, but Im delighted to have an excellent pharmacist here. Would you be willing to lend a little of your wisdom to our country?

Even in her life as a pharmacist, he didnt dismiss her as a dubious disciple like the world in general, and he listened to what Rishe and Michele wanted to do.

He would get on his knees, listen to them from the same perspective, and try to be there for them.

Kyle never acted arrogantly, and yet, he tried to fulfill his responsibilities as royalty.

It was probably in her pharmacists life that she spent the most time with Kyle.

Rishe met Michele and became his student, and then together they moved to Koyor.

Then she was assigned to work with Kyle, who was in charge of public affairs related to academia, doing a variety of research. As such, events like this were frequent.

Michele, I heard you neglected to clean your room again after I told you the other day.

Whenever Kyle scolded Rishe and the others, he was like a guardian, too.

Even that day, Kyle had Michele, who was probably much older than him and, sit on the couch, while he stood with his arms crossed in front of him.

Ive got a complaint from another scholar. They said you came back covered in blood all over and scared them into locking themselves up in the lab. Youve soiled the lab carpet, and now what research are you doing?

Michele raised his brows in annoyance and asked Rishe, who was sitting next to him.

What should I do, Rishe? I cant remember at all. Did this happen the other day?

Teacher, thats when you said you helped a cow give birth and got a specimen instead.

Oh, that one!

Looking down at Michel, who instantly became cheerful, Kyle was helpless.

Thats not all. Youve been sleeping in the lab all this time and havent been back in your private room. They said youve left your food untouched in your room, so your eggs are rotting and stinking up the place.

Hahaha, the weathers been nice lately.

Sorry, Prince Kyle

On behalf of Michele, who was accepting the natural order of things, his student, Rishe, bowed her head.

Be very careful in the future. Please refrain from immersing yourself in your research in a filthy manner, and please finish the meal that has been served to you! I will never again overlook you eating flowers from the garden because you cant be bothered to go get a meal!

Wait, that last bit was the first time Ive heard of too. And its not just Michele Im having a problem with.

You too, Wertsner.

Huh?

Youve been storing so many books, making someone report that even the stone floor might collapse at any moment. As for the ones youve finished reading, wouldnt it be appropriate to move them somewhere else?

Well, thats

And I told you not to stack books higher than yourself. It could collapse in case of an earthquake or something.

I have nothing to say

However, all the books in her room were valuable and educational.

Shes read them many times and the contents were in her head. However, books could give you completely different insights, depending on when you read them.

Im a freeloader, so I cant afford to bother the castle But I cant prioritize parting with them!! I need to spend at least two more weeks, no, three weeks to consider it and one final reading

Therefore, one room will be opened as a library to you.

Sorry Prince Kyle, I think itll take a month or so to get rid of what?

T/N: well the teacher and student are both devoted to their jobs, I laughed at the *eating flowers in the garden*